I cut off yossarian's finger!

We were hungry hanging about, waiting for Kit Lo and shmOOnkie pOOnks to arrive (separately), and i was preparing to cut mangos. Yoss unsheathed a deadly knife and handed it to me, then started trying to clear space on his small kitchen island. The glass on the end -- pushed down -- teetered -- and we both rushed for it, instinctually, my right hand, his right darting out.

The glass survived unscathed, Yoss did not. He got nicked. Nicked good. And refused to blame me. Let me catch it next time! You know i can!